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My Girl Named Sam
“My Girl Named Sam”
It’s Been a while; I hope you’re well!
I fight the day’s, it’s a living Hell.
Christmas is coming, no cash in hand.
I’m at the Coast, playing in the sand.
The Bank wants money, the notes are due!
I met this girl; her name was Sue.
Fur coat and Diamond’s around her neck.
Money is tight, oh what the Heck!
The rent is due, just yesterday.
Sue wants to dance, party and play.
No way of telling, how bad I am!
I wish I was with my girl named Sam.
William J. Roney III
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women who want too much
Women who don't want furs and diamonds
are easier to live with
How many men have been sent to the poorhouse
by women who expected them to give too much
Am I correct in assuming that
Am I correct in assuming that the poem tells us about two girls, Sam and Sue? Or does the girl have two names? And am I missing something with the days and the diamonds? I am assuming that the apostrophes are indicating the possessive case, but the objects thus possessed are not indicated . . . at least as I am reading it. I am an old man, probably a bit befuddled on my meds, so would you please help me out with these questions?
Starward
My Girl Named Sam
The girl he is with is lost in space, her named is Sue.
His girl Sam is somewhere at home, he is wishing he was with her.
Sue is a rich "air head" set on dancing.
Sue wants to dance party and play to the point he can't keep up
due to the notes he owes the Bank!
There's no way of telling how bad he is,
he wishes he was with his girl named Sam.
William J. Roney III
Thanks. I did badly misread
Thanks. I did badly misread the poem.
Starward
William J. Roney III
response
she might be one of the last people on the coast to wear a fur
i guess each gender can pull the other away from priorities
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My Girl Named Sam
I'm sorry, I was deep in thought.
Two lines came to me from beyond.
"It's been a while; I hope you're well!
I fight the day's, it's a living Hell"
It's what I thought the narrator
was going through at that time.
It took some thought just to get him that far!
I had no control of what happened.
"A True life Poet"
William J. Roney III